Chapter 3 The Colorful Tiger
Forget it, I will start all over again. I come from a modern society with cars, networks, and atomic bombs. Can't I handle this backward old society? It's a joke. Anyway, I'm not doing well in the modern society and can't even get along with the partner. Maybe I'll live a good life in this old society where people can't do people.
So what ability should I rely on to live in this evil old society? Yang Qiuchi carefully recalled what he could do, and the first thing he thought of was of course medical skills. Although he graduated from medical university, he still studied clinical medicine most of the time. It would be easy for a forensic doctor to change careers and become a clinician. At that time, wouldn’t it be a piece of cake to make money?
Thinking of this, Yang Qiuchi became a little proud. It seems that he has not chosen the wrong profession. He has surgery and terminal tuberculosis in the old society, etc., aren’t it easy to get it. Maybe he can become a nationally renowned miracle doctor who surpasses Hua Tuo! Hahaha!
Yang Qiuchi stretched out his body and began to fantasize about how to be a famous doctor in this ancient society. He had to find some money to invest in medicine, medical equipment, medicines, and equipment? Where to buy it? When he thought of this, he seemed to pour a basin of cold water all over his body. He learned Western medicine, and of course he had to use medicine to cure diseases, but in ancient times, there were Western medicines sold there? Not to mention any special medicines, there were not even the most ordinary aspirin, so he opened a clinic! Have surgery? There were scalpels, and in the aluminum alloy cabinet in the car box, there were also anesthetics and anti-inflammatory drugs, but not many, and he couldn't use them a few times. When the medicine was used up, he still had surgery.
All the dreams are ruined! Damn it, if I had known to travel through time, why didn’t I learn Chinese medicine? There were herbs everywhere. However, if I had known to travel through time, I would learn Chinese medicine. I would have a lot of fucking techniques on the computer, such as machine guns, cannons, high-yield rice, cars, electric lights and telephones. It was not a blow to let China conquer the whole world in ancient times. I would also use the fucking pornographic movie pictures on the computer! Damn it!
Yang Qiuchi gently slapped his face with his palm, and regretted it very much. However, no matter how much he said he knew more than the ancients, there should be no problem if he had done well. After thinking through it, he would be more relaxed. Now let's see if the forensic equipment and investigation equipment have fallen out.
Yang Qiuchi climbed out of the cab, turned to the car, untied the rope from the carport, lifted the tarp and looked at it. Although the several large aluminum alloy cabinets placed inside were messy, they were still intact, so he was relieved.
Having just experienced the shuttle between time and space, I resurrected my soul for a lifetime. I felt my body weak. Yang Qiuchi staggered to the edge of the stream, lay down and drank a few more sips of the mountain spring, then picked up the mountain spring with both hands, washed away the blood on his face, and lay on the grass beside the stream until he felt that everything had returned to normal, and then he got up.
When is it? Yang Qiuchi raised his wrist and wanted to look at the watch, but then he found that the watch was gone. Looking at the sun, it should not be noon. There was not even a small road around, unlike the crowded ones. It seemed that he could only go down the stream and find someone.
The few large aluminum boxes behind the car could not be moved by themselves. It seemed that they had to walk out of the mountains first and then find someone to move the equipment on the truck.
Yang Qiuchi untied his blue cloth top, tied his armed pistol belt with a hidden knife around his waist, put on his clothes, stuffed the small digital camera into his arms, stepped on the pebbles of all sizes, and walked slowly downstream along the stream.
After walking for about an hour, I saw an animal drinking water next to the stream from a distance. I couldn't see it clearly. When I got closer, I saw it clearly. It turned out to be a wild goat. Yang Qiuchi was a little hungry and touched the Type 77 pistol in his arms. Should I hunt? There should be no such thing as protecting wild animals in ancient times? I thought about it and let it go. Wild goats are protected animals by the state. Although I don't know what level it is, they are protected anyway. In Yang Qiuchi's impression, as long as wild animals can move, except for mice, they are probably protected by the state.
Stop and look at the wild goat from a distance. It looks very beautiful. A warm feeling of harmonious coexistence between humans and animals linger in Yang Qiuchi's heart.
Suddenly, the wild goat raised its head, and its ears stood up, showing a very alert look. Could it be that he discovered himself? No, at this moment, a sound of broken dead branches came, and it was so clear between the quiet mountain streams. Immediately afterwards, a few wild pheasants flew out of the grass, swept over Yang Qiuchi's head, and flew towards the opposite mountain peak.
The wild goat jumped over the stream, like an arrow that left the string, quickly rushed up the opposite hillside, and disappeared into the dense bushes in a few moments.
There is danger! Like those animals, Yang Qiuchi felt a sense of fear in his heart. He turned his head and looked at the sound of the dead branches breaking.
This look scared Yang Qiuchi so much that his whole body was shaking, and he couldn't help but take a step back. In the grass more than ten meters away, a pair of bright eyes stared at him from the grass, grinning and eating and breathing. Under the sun, his pointed teeth shone coldly. On his forehead, there was a yellow mark, and the word "king" appeared faintly - that was a colorful tiger!
Yang Qiuchi subconsciously wanted to touch the gun. As soon as his finger moved, he stopped immediately. The pistol was hung in the ancient blue cloth short shirt on his body, and it was not loaded. The tiger was only more than ten meters away from him. The most likely result was that before he took out the pistol, the tiger had already bitten off his throat!
What should I do? Yang Qiuchi stared at the tiger, and the tiger also stared at Yang Qiuchi.
Yang Qiuchi is not unfamiliar with tigers. When he was a child, he saw a lot in the zoo and lazily lay on the concrete floor of Tiger Mountain basking in the sun. Yang Qiuchi even smashed the tiger with apples, but he didn't see how powerful the tiger was. Therefore, he didn't feel particularly scared, but he still understood that this was not a tiger in the zoo, it could eat people.
Yang Qiuchi didn't dare to move, and turned his eyes around and found a big tree a few meters away from the shore opposite the stream.
Climbing a tree! Even if a tiger can climb a tree, it will be as big as that big, and when it climbs up, it will take out its pistol and fire.
The tiger stared at Yang Qiuchi and began to approach slowly step by step.
Run! Yang Qiuchi turned around and jumped into the stream. At the same time, he heard a tiger roar, the whole mountain was trembling, the dead branches were torn apart, and a cold wind came chasing behind him!
Yang Qiuchi jumped over the stream in two steps, rushed to the big tree, grabbed the bottom branch, and turned over with a barb.
The tiger jumped onto a large rock in the stream, then jumped over the stream, and pounced on Yang Qiuchi's legs hanging under the branches.
Oh my god! Yang Qiuchi quickly closed his legs, and the tiger claws swept past his feet, only a few inches away!
Yang Qiuchi quickly used his hands and feet, wrapped around the branch like a python, and clamped the branch tightly with both hands. After the tiger pounced on the air, he turned around, stared at Yang Qiuchi, roared, and rushed up again. It was only a few inches away! The tiger's pointed tiger teeth shining with cold light were close at hand, and the fishy smell could be smelled from his mouth.
Yang Qiuchi hugged the branches, his face facing down, and looked nervously at the tiger passing by. The tiger had not observed the surrounding terrain in an emergency, but was unable to catch himself by pounced from the bottom to the top. If the tiger jumped up from the slope to catch himself, then the deadline would come.
It was too late to pull out the gun, so I climbed up first! When Yang Qiuchi was lying on the branch in panic, his butt was facing the trunk and he couldn't climb up along the trunk. But if he wanted to turn around on this branch that was only as thick as an arm, he didn't have this skill, and there was a human-eating tiger jumping around and trying to catch himself. It seemed that he could only climb higher on the treetops, and then use his pistol to kill the damn tiger.
Chapter completed!